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Mindlessly scrolling through social media and forums, Maki was itching for something interesting to distract her. She had the clubroom all to herself today, as Hare was queueing up to get her hands on a new flavour of energy drink, Kotama was off trying to wiretap Schale for the umpteenth time, and Chihiro was strengthening a client’s firewall.
She could play through BOOM again, but that just wasn’t appealing to her at this moment in time. She lacked inspiration to be artistic, which left her with nothing but the internet to entertain her, and even that was going poorly. A disgruntled groan escaped her lips as she reclined back in her chair, staring up at the ceiling aimlessly.
Racking her brain as she tried to think of something, Maki suddenly recalled that Millennium’s cloud server had received a new update as of late. The thought of her peers uploading risque pictures sent a shiver down her spine, as she leaned forward, ready to get her hands dirty.
It didn’t take her very long to crack the server’s defenses, as she was quite familiar with how vulnerable it was to cyber attacks. She didn’t think for a second of bringing it up to Chihiro, or Seminar for that manner, as she’d definitely be reprimanded for invading people’s privacy. It was their fault for not taking more precautions.
Maki held her breath as she reached down into her underwear, only to whip out her ridiculously large girlcock a moment later. She hadn’t even found anything erotic yet, but she just knew that there was a gold mine waiting to be discovered. It was just a matter of time before she hit the jackpot.
Scouring tens of thousands of pictures in search of something revealing, she was a little disappointed that the majority of her peers were uploading their work. It made sense, as Millennium wasn’t known for its self conscious students. Not many cared for their looks, as producing a finished, working prototype was all that mattered to most.
Sure, it was interesting to see what people were working on in secret, but it wasn’t what she was looking for. But just as she was about ready to accept that there was nothing stimulating, she stumbled across something incredible - selfies of the Engineering Department’s chatterbox.
Maki’s eyes were wide as she found it hard to believe that Kotori was secretly taking photos of herself, the majority of which were far too scandalous to be seen by the public. She expected to see her in her underwear, but there was far more than just that; she was greeted by cosplay, nudity, and even a few masturbation videos using some mechanised contraption.
It was unanimously agreed upon throughout Millennium that Kotori was a BBW, that she was thick enough to require two seats. No one really understood how she put on so much weight, as she was rarely seen in the cafeteria, but many surmised that she stuffed her face in private. If she wasn’t running her mouth or working, she was eating.
The informative chatterbox was wide, as it was impossible to squeeze past her if she was blocking a doorway. Her muffin top spilled out from underneath her uniform, covering her crotch and a portion of her dangerously thick thighs, although her belly wasn’t the aspect that drew attention to her - it was her oversized chest.
People joked that you could see Kotori’s breasts before she entered a room, and there was some truth to that. While she wasn’t quite the bustiest student in all of Kivotos, her gravity defying bosom was larger than her torso, making it impossible for her to find a bra that would fit, resulting in her foregoing one altogether.
Seeing photos of Kotori’s massive tits and fat ass being stuffed into cheerleader cosplay was enough to give Maki a throbbing erection. Rummaging through the drawers at her desk, she procured a box of specially made condoms, as the publicly available brands were simply not durable or large enough for her.
Labelled as hyper condoms, Maki found that they were still a tight fit as she slid one onto her shaft. The thought that she might’ve grown since she last had to use one crossed her mind for a second, but she didn’t dwell on it, as she turned her chair to the side, spread her legs and began to masturbate.
It was insufficient to use one hand to stroke her shaft, but Maki needed to scroll through all of the erotic selfies Kotori had uploaded to the cloud server. It was such a massive turn on to see her attempting to stretch while dressed as a cheerleader, but it wasn’t quite as alluring as the nude images that left little to the imagination.
Imagining what it would be like to have Kotori’s giant tits wrapped around her multiple foot long girlcock, Maki could both feel and hear the sloshing sound coming from her hefty balls. Playing one of the few videos filed that had been uploaded, she began to jerk herself off furiously, her fingers not even close to encircling her girth.
Seeing that fat ass slamming down on a sizable dildo with enough force to shake the floor and camera made her want to experience that for herself. The thought of being crushed by a BBW made her eyes roll back into her head as she let the pleasure sweep her away. Despite her endowment, she was sorely lacking stamina.
Each spurt of cum that erupted from Maki’s girlcock was thick enough to be mistaken for a solid clump of goo as she filled the condom like a balloon, pumping it larger than an exercise ball in a matter of seconds. The inside was packed full of condensed baby batter, weighing it down and testing just how durable the rubber truly was.
Ejaculating for well over a minute without pausing, Maki couldn’t even qualify this as a warmup, as she removed the used condom expertly with one hand before replacing it with another. It only took her a few moments of touching herself to reach her climax, as her refractory period simply did not exist.
Again and again and again, Maki pumped condom after condom full of her jizz, showing no signs of fatigue or slowing down anytime soon. She was fantasising about having sex with Kotori, about painting the chatterbox’s insides white with her seed, and making her muffin top belly round.
The clubroom reeked of sweat and the intoxicating, musky smell of semen, and yet Maki didn’t seem fazed by it. She wasn’t satisfied, as her massive girlcock towered high above her, demanding more stimulation, but she was running out of steam with the material that Kotori had to offer.
Believing that there must be other hidden treasures somewhere on the cloud server, as it was unlikely that Kotori was the only one who was taking nude selfies, she resumed her search. While she did stumble across the occasional risque image or two, none of them could hold a candle to what she’d just came bathtubs to.
Maki felt a cold shiver course through her as she found a folder full of content belonging to a member of Seminar. If it was Rio’s, then she would have jumped right in without any hesitation, but Millennium’s elusive Big Sister wasn’t the kind of person to just upload data to a cloud server that wasn’t private.
If it belonged to Koyuki, then she would have no reason to even check what kinds of photos that miscreant was taking, as there was no chance that she would find anything stimulating. Sure, it would prove entertaining, but that wasn’t what she was here for. No, Maki needed to quell the fires burning within her before she could even think about anything else.
The sense of unease left Maki hesitant for a moment, as she wasn’t sure what to expect, but she wasn’t about to back down either. She was curious to take a peek at the private life of Seminar’s secretary, even if it turned out to be nothing interesting. If she was lucky, she might find something to help get her out of trouble when she inevitably landed herself in hot water.
Maki’s brain shut off the second she opened up one of Noa’s selfies, as she couldn’t believe her eyes. Greeted by breasts that were large enough to reach the floor without sagging or losing their shape, she found herself experiencing a hands free ejaculation for the first time, making this moment all the more unbelievable.
How could Noa have such enormous tits? In the halls, she looked no different from the rest of her peers in terms of body proportions, but here she was, flaunting a figure that one could only find in porn. It was like she was a goddess of some kind, as there was no plausible explanation otherwise.
Burning through condom after condom as she engraved Noa’s nude selfies into her memory, Maki was enamoured by what she was seeing. Boobs that were big enough to give her a full body paizuri were one thing, but the fact that the straight laced secretary’s nipples were several feet long made her hornier than ever.
Recalling how she’d heard rumours of an ultra compressive bra being requested anonymously on one of Millennium’s online forums, Maki decided to drop the matter altogether, as there was no way she could wrap her head around Noa’s extreme proportions that defiled all logic.
Digging through the box of condoms, Maki had to double check to ensure she wasn’t unable to grab hold of one of the plastic wrappers, only for the stark realisation to hit her - she’d run out. 48 hyper condoms were filled to the brim, each one of them littering the floors of the clubroom, and yet she wasn’t fully satisfied.
Maki’s attention was drawn to a picture of Noa’s enormous breasts attached to a milking device, and how there were hundreds of overflowing barrels in the background. Unable to control herself, she jerked her hulking cock off with reckless abandon, all while fantasising about titfucking her.
Her balls felt like they were on fire as they produced the most virile load of the day, and Maki couldn’t even begin to brace herself as she ejaculated fiercely all over her computer set up. She was hosing it down with her spunk, destroying her monitors and painting the wall in a densely thick coating of baby batter.
Spasming as her body struggled to withstand the tidal waves of pleasure crashing through her, Maki’s load began to splatter the ceiling above her. All of her thrashing about managed to redirect her aim towards the rest of the clubroom, blasting each and every Veritas member’s desk with her seed.
By the time she flopped lifelessly back into her chair, Maki was gasping for her as her erection finally withered. She couldn’t even begin to process what had just happened, but as she took in her surroundings, all she could see was white sludge as far as the eye could see. There were no desks, chairs, computer set ups, or even filled condoms to be seen - just cum.
Maki herself wasn’t safe, as she came all over herself. Spunk dripped down from her hair, her clothes sticky and wet from the excessive amounts of semen that she’d fired out.
There was no doubt that she had just wrecked everything in the room from that ejaculation, that she’d even gone as far as to plaster the walls and ceiling with her jizz. The smell had most certainly stained everything here, and as she slowly realised what she had done, a wicked idea popped into her head.
She’d just graffiti’d the entire clubroom. She had tagged everything here with her semen, and while it differed severely from anything that could be labelled as artistic, there was a part of her that got a kick out of letting her emotions explode and take form like this. It was nonsensical, but art didn’t have to make sense.
Burning with motivation, Maki quickly realised that her tablet was buried somewhere underneath all of her cum, and that it was definitely ruined. She had the itch to let her creativity take a more corporeal form, but with no means of doing so practically, she was left with only one option.
Using the clubroom as her canvas once again, to paint it in her colours and create a masterpiece like none other.
She could only pray that Chihiro would go easy on her for the mess she’d made.